~~~~~ Your pictures don’t have all the memories Some of them are on my skin lined and stained by a dozen crayons wielded by hands Who are yet to learn their ABCs. A doorframe upstairs would have summaries Of years of growing the children have had Counted by inches, a hue for each child ’tilContinue reading “MEMORIES ON THE WALL”
Tag Archives: Empty Nest
PEACE AND QUIET
There’s a spring in my step my second wind has come the children are all asleep I can dance I can sing I can breathe with no tugging at my skirt nor yelling in my ear “Mommy!” plus a myriad of requests. What mother am I to crave some time alone that peace and quietContinue reading “PEACE AND QUIET”
NOSTALGIA
The house sways with the wind its paint grey as a stormy day. The sun beams through the window panes coated with grime and faded lace A dust halo hovers about a rocking chair that creaks in time with the pendulum’s swinging. The hour echoes in the walls bony hands reached out bidding Time backContinue reading “NOSTALGIA”
EMPTY ARMS
His tiny hands are not so tiny anymore His feet now run away when he’s called his big smile saying “catch me if you can!” The infant who could do nothing but cry has learned to put his brothers to tears. His babbling voice still learning to form words will soon challenge mine. Years haveContinue reading “EMPTY ARMS”
MY WALL 